Friday, May 16, 2014

"Let it Go" and Desires of the Heart

You know those dreams where you go to the mall and realize you're wearing pj's? Kinda like when you do a 2 AM rant and you wake up to find it on Patheos. On the blog of one of my favorite writers, no less. (blush)

And then to get just slightly serious: why yes, this is all fuss about a drawing. But it alarmed me personally because I was once "the girl with the smaller bear."

I was raised--with the best of intentions--to believe that sacrifice was good simply because it was hard. I'll get into all that more later I'm sure, but generally I was taught that "God's will" was often discovered by seeking what was most difficult, something that would hurt to do but that "God would reward" me for.

This impression can send a person down a lot of wrong paths. Instead of listening to what God has put in one's heart to love--the interior inclinations He uses to direct us to His will--a person raised with, well, this drawing's "philosophy" does the exact opposite. "If I love x, it would be 'the better/holier/right thing' to give x up." One is definitely left with the overall impression that if something is difficult, it is "good/holy/meritorious"; if something's easy, welllll you're doing something wrong. And having grown through these notions... I don't think God intended us to quite have such perspectives.

Children need to be taught, first, that God loves them. That tremendous truth alone takes a lifetime to learn. Not only that: He wants us to be happy. Sometimes it is by trusting Him blindly and surrendering to a Divine Will we don't understand. But more often than not, it's probably by loving Him from where we are and keeping the darn teddy bear He knows we love, because--after all--He created us.

And yes, from now on, I should totally--somehow--work a teddy bear into any theology I touch on. This is a must. You're welcome.

About Me

(Deep breath here): 30-something once-convent-aspiring multipara; raised in the charismatic movement as a child; homeschooled through high school; graduate of small conservative college, majoring in Theology, English, while learning aliquis Latin; international student and European traveler with husband; RA and Crohn’s fighter; Montessori teacher, editor, quasi-journalist and photographer, now at-home ecumenical but Tridentine Rite loving mom, mystery shopper, milk-maker, and recent convert to Creightonism from NFP. Passionate hater of run-on sentences, the improper use of ellipsis… And sentence fragments. Available for online writing and editing work, talks for mostly-friendly audiences, amateur acting/singing or professional voice-overs, and for all conversations religious and/or lactational.